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[00:00.000]作曲: Gay Blades
[00:08.730]I've got to brainstorm ways to keep us alive
[00:13.650]And i've got millionaire friends sending checks all of the time
[00:18.390]And with a milk box portrait blown up poster size
[00:23.640]Well i might have found a way to keep some hope in their eyes
[00:28.650]We could pan handle on the side of the street
[00:32.549]In hopes of finding money and food for us to eat
[00:37.290]I could sell your body and you could sell mine
[00:42.480]If only we could find somebody to buy, it's over.
[00:56.790]Well we could find God and join a seminary
[01:01.710]If i was Father Clark then I'd be Father Puppy
[01:06.720]After all God pays pretty well,
[01:10.830]We could pay off all the kids to show and never tell
[01:16.200]We could get a job making $5.25 or
[01:21.480]$5.15 depending on which side of the
[01:26.370]State-line, on which we reside
[01:29.580]I've got to brainstorm ways to keep us alive
[01:36.870]I was drunk in the moment you left me
[01:39.750]And i'm surely still falling down stairs
[01:45.210]She says baby don't bother i've fallen for another
[01:49.290]And i ain't getting up again
[01:53.550]Well i've found myself back where i started
[01:56.700]And i've found myself one more good line
[02:01.770]She says baby don't bother you ain't never been a father
[02:06.240]Of an idea worth calling"alright"
[02:25.950]Ooh la la
[02:42.390]Remember those guys who lived under the bridge
[02:45.750]They were a band once but we all soon forgot
[02:50.790]How the Gay Blades fell on hard times and slit wrists
[02:56.010]They've got no fucking money, cause they would not write the hits

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作曲: Gay Blades
I've got to brainstorm ways to keep us alive
And i've got millionaire friends sending checks all of the time
And with a milk box portrait blown up poster size
Well i might have found a way to keep some hope in their eyes
We could pan handle on the side of the street
In hopes of finding money and food for us to eat
I could sell your body and you could sell mine
If only we could find somebody to buy, it's over.
Well we could find God and join a seminary
If i was Father Clark then I'd be Father Puppy
After all God pays pretty well,
We could pay off all the kids to show and never tell
We could get a job making $5.25 or
$5.15 depending on which side of the
State-line, on which we reside
I've got to brainstorm ways to keep us alive
I was drunk in the moment you left me
And i'm surely still falling down stairs
She says baby don't bother i've fallen for another
And i ain't getting up again
Well i've found myself back where i started
And i've found myself one more good line
She says baby don't bother you ain't never been a father
Of an idea worth calling"alright"
Ooh la la
Remember those guys who lived under the bridge
They were a band once but we all soon forgot
How the Gay Blades fell on hard times and slit wrists
They've got no fucking money, cause they would not write the hits
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